Our town it wonders why
Its only guests are dreams
Memories that float like fog
Drift through missing windowpanes
And when the moonlight comes
Stars lie down like broken glass
And our poor town aches for us
Frozen times that cannot pass
Can never pass
Now the surrounding woods
Have moved into the town
Curious where children went
Who used to climb up in their boughs
Wild horses wander now
Where only our feet used to tread
Eating grass that grows around
The crumbling remnants of our end
Of our end